Fashion Market Director, Style.com. New York
There are few things more painful than leaving your warm bed on a frigid New York Saturday morning when you’d like nothing better than to Netflix sesh the day away. , But guys, Coveteur duty calls, and we’ll admit that our moods changed pretty quickly on such a morning when we were welcomed into the Greenpoint home of Rachael Wang, Style.com's recently appointed Fashion Market Director. For starters, the heat was on and there were mugs of steamy tea waiting for us with loads of candles burning and (our personal fave) snacks—suddenly Saturday was looking way better. And future Coveteurs take note: nothing gets our styling juices flowing like a good Scrabble moment ready-prepped with our name (don’t wear it out) spelled out in lettered tiles. We mean, it doesn’t get much more still-life picture-perfect than that, are we right? And okay, if you’ve been following along for a minute, you’ll know that we at TC get to indulge somewhat serious closet envy on the regular—loads of Louboutins, extensive CHANEL collections, mounds of Mary Katrantzou is kind of all in a day’s work. And, as you might expect from a veteran fashion editor (formerly of Nylon, Glamour and Vogue, she’s styled everyone from Julia Roberts and Lena Dunham to Rita Ora and Ellie Goulding, so, like, NBD), Wang’s closet was no exception. In fact, she’s pretty much curated her whole situation within an inch of perfection. Exhibit A: her collection of pants. That's right: pants. In all our previous closet excavation, we’ve never been so excited by this seemingly innocuous wardrobe staple. If there is an occasion, girl has the pants to fit it. From culottes to silk wide legs, she is officially our go-to expert for anything waist down. So while we got down to combing through these and other gems (Marc Jacobs military jackets, fuzzy pastel overcoats sourced from Asos) we got the pleasure of hearing all about Wang's oh-so-enviable fashion history, a.k.a. basically asking her a million and one questions about what it’s like to be at the legendary Style.com—think lots of late nights, a required encyclopedic knowledge of the industry (and we thought we were good) and a bi-annual fashion bible to produce on top of it all. Let’s just say that we’re pretty sure our parting scrabble message left no doubt of our feelings for our gracious host: "The Coveteur Loves Rachael." We never subtlety was our thing, you guys.